Everyone in the house is getting sick.
Everyone is feeling the pain of leaving this house.

It's amazing how much treasure you can unearth after all the packing. There's like love letters, baby photos, embarrassing photos, ancient pieces of papers and tons of dust....

Someone promised to be my domestic helper. Where are you?

I need to snip snip my hair...i probably will keep it short for quite some time.

Oh and a kid dropped a water bottle on my foot. I think i burst a blood vessel.